Chapter 241: Breath Identification Spirit Art

At this very moment, the Burning Heaven Nine Dragon Fist had not yet fully erupted, but the terrifying power contained within it already made the Demon Tiger feel immense pressure.

If this punch were to truly erupt, the Demon Tiger did not believe he could block it!

"I admit I underestimated you, Lin Feng. You fellow are truly ridiculously strong... but don't get cocky. I have already discovered your weakness, and your weakness is that fiancée of yours!"

"I don't believe you can guard her twenty-four hours a day without a break. As long as you dare to leave for even half a step, she will be mine. By then, let's see if you can..."

Before the Demon Tiger could finish his words, Lin Feng had already lunged in front of the Demon Tiger, clutching the Burning Heaven Nine Dragon Fist.

"Then I'll destroy you right now!" Lin Feng said coldly.

The Demon Tiger let out a sharp whistle, and a large amount of black True Qi surged from his body. The next moment, all of this True Qi exploded!

But this move of the Demon Tiger only caused Lin Feng to pause for a fleeting moment!

Yet that was exactly the effect the Demon Tiger wanted; he immediately took advantage of the moment Lin Feng paused to pull away and retreat violently, escaping through the shattered window!

"Let's see where you can run!"

Lin Feng chased after him, the distance between him and the Demon Tiger closing more and more.

But what Lin Feng did not know was that not long after he and the Demon Tiger left the villa, another figure appeared in the room.

This was also a mysterious man dressed entirely in black, with a black cloth covering his face!

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, you've fallen for the trap..."

Su Mingyue let out a terrified scream and shouted loudly, but the next second, she was grabbed by the throat by this mysterious man.

"Even if you scream until your throat breaks now, no one will come to save you!"

The mysterious man laughed, grabbed Su Mingyue, left the room, and sprinted toward the horizon.

A loud boom resounded through half of Jinling.

Countless people were startled; they ran out of their homes one after another and looked up at the night sky, only to see nine streaks of fire gradually dissipating above the night curtain.

That was the scene of Lin Feng's Burning Heaven Nine Dragon Fist fully erupting!

On the rooftop of a skyscraper, Lin Feng had just landed and threw the corpse in his hand onto the ground.

However, when he checked it, he discovered something was wrong!

Although the corpse before him was also a Martial Artist, the meridians and dantian inside his body clearly did not belong to a Martial King powerhouse; at most, he was at the Initial Stage of the Martial Venerable realm!

What on earth was going on?

How could a mere Initial Stage Martial Venerable Martial Artist erupt with the strength of a Martial King expert?

Could it be that he was just a puppet, and the strength he just displayed was not his own Martial Dao strength?

"Damn it, I've fallen for a trap. This guy isn't the Demon Tiger!"

Lin Feng's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly returned to the Shuiyuntian Central Villa.

But when Lin Feng returned to the room, he found that Su Mingyue was already nowhere to be seen, leaving only a flustered Lin Wei and a forcibly composed Lin Jingying.

"Brother, what happened?" Lin Wei asked anxiously.

Lin Feng had no time to explain and asked in return, "Have you seen Mingyue?"

"No, when Sister Lin and I arrived here, we found that there wasn't a single person here. Both you and sister-in-law were gone." Lin Wei shook her head vigorously.

Lin Jingying then said, "It seems Su Mingyue was taken away by someone. Who was the one who made the move? That Protector of the Hidden Demon Sect, the Demon Tiger?"

"It's nine times out of ten him. I don't know what method he used to refine a Flesh Puppet, using the 'lure the tiger away from the mountain' strategy to draw me away... Damn it!" Lin Feng clenched his fists, filled with murderous intent.

Lin Jingying said, "I'm afraid Su Mingyue is in grave danger. Junior brother, you should consider changing to a different fiancée."

Lin Feng was furious and glared fiercely at Lin Jingying.

This woman actually still had the mood to joke at a time like this!

"Junior brother, don't be angry, I was just saying it casually..." Lin Jingying said hurriedly when she saw that Lin Feng was truly enraged.

"Is now the time for jokes!" Lin Feng roared.

Lin Jingying said, "Junior brother, I can help you find Su Mingyue, don't be impatient."

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up!" Lin Feng urged.

Lin Jingying, however, smiled bitterly and said, "I can't exert any Martial Dao strength right now, so how can I help you find her? I can only tell you the method, and then you go find her yourself."

"Then hurry up and say it!" Lin Feng urged.

Lin Jingying smiled and said, "After I went down the mountain, I traveled far and wide. By a stroke of luck, I obtained a Martial Skill. This Martial Skill is called the Breath Identification Spirit Art; it can sense the other party's aura through their body, hair, skin, or personal belongings. The effective range is one hundred li, which is fifty kilometers."

"I will now pass this technique on to you. With your talent and strength, junior brother, mastering the Breath Identification Spirit Art will surely be a breeze."

Having said this, Lin Jingying began to chant the incantations for the Breath Identification Spirit Art Martial Skill.

Lin Wei was very curious and hurriedly pricked up her ears to listen, but even though what Lin Jingying said was clearly in Chinese characters, when strung together, she couldn't understand what they meant. After listening for only half a minute, her head felt dizzy and her brain felt muddled.

Lin Feng's eyes, however, grew brighter and brighter, and the True Qi within his body had already begun to circulate along with the incantations of this Martial Skill.

"Learning it as soon as you hear it, this... junior brother, you are too monstrous." Lin Jingying said in disbelief.

Although the Breath Identification Spirit Art was not a very profound Martial Skill, she herself had taken several hours to finally master it back then.

As a result, Lin Feng had only used a few minutes of effort to initially master the Breath Identification Spirit Art. The gap was not small at all!

Only now did Lin Jingying finally understand why the master's wife treated junior brother like a treasure after finding him; who wouldn't be bewildered by such cultivation talent!

A moment later, Lin Feng opened his eyes and took a deep breath.

Although he had only initially mastered the Breath Identification Spirit Art Martial Skill and was not yet proficient, it should be enough to find Su Mingyue.

Lin Feng strode toward the double bed in the center of the room and soon found a thin, long strand of hair on it.

This hair was naturally Su Mingyue's hair.

Lin Feng pinched Su Mingyue's hair with his right hand, his True Qi circulated wildly within his body, and the Breath Identification Spirit Art was activated instantly. A faint, ethereal sense suddenly appeared in his heart.

So Lin Feng did not dawdle any longer and immediately sprinted outside.

"Senior sister, Xiao Wei, wait for me here, don't wander around!" Lin Feng said without looking back.

"Junior brother, go ahead with peace of mind, I will protect Xiao Wei well." Lin Jingying said.

Lin Feng leaped and bounded between the towering skyscrapers, the oncoming gale blowing his hair until every strand stood on end, with nothing but the whistling of the wind in his ears.

Lin Feng's speed grew faster and faster, like an arrow released from a bow, shooting off toward a certain direction.

Ten minutes later, Lin Feng arrived in the woods in the eastern suburbs of Jinling.

He saw a mysterious man dressed in black holding Su Mingyue in his grasp, and he was even forcibly shoving something into her mouth!

Su Mingyue struggled incessantly, but her struggling and resistance were so weak and powerless before this mysterious man.